# Chapter 33: The Jane Doe in Grave 503
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 33 of “Forget You Saw Her free digital audiobook.” This is one of those chapters that settles over you like cold fog—quiet, heavy, and impossible to shake. It is not packed with chase scenes or shocking confrontations, but it carries an emotional punch that lingers long after the final line.
We begin with Sabina returning to the Airbnb, her mind still buzzing from everything she witnessed at the underpass. The first thing she does is call Joel. She keeps him on speakerphone while she relays every detail, typing notes as she speaks so nothing slips through the cracks. Even though Isabel was not her child, Sabina understands a brutal truth: Isabel was somebody’s baby. And now that she knows about Isabel’s history with Dennis, Sabina is more determined than ever to give the girl’s story some closure.
After hanging up with Joel, she calls Nadia, despite the late hour. Nadia needs to know about Isabel, and more importantly, so do Isabel’s parents. Sabina has no idea how long it will take the Ogden Police to verify Marlie’s story, but she cannot bring herself to care about procedure. If she were in those parents’ shoes, and someone knew what had happened to her daughter, she would want to know. To hell with waiting.
Nadia’s voice is choked when she answers. Sadness, relief, and frustration all tangle together. “Poor Isabel,” she murmurs. She cannot imagine what the girl went through, living on the streets. Then Nadia says something that cuts too close: her parents will be devastated, and she can only imagine how she would feel if she pushed her daughter away and then—
She stops abruptly. Sabina freezes too, hands hovering over her laptop. Nadia rushes to apologize, insisting that Sabina’s situation with Andrea is nothing like the Palphreymans’. Nothing at all. Sabina says it is fine, but inside, the ache sharpens. She is already on the verge of tears.
Then, as if summoned by her distress, Joel’s name appears on her screen again. It is nearly one in the morning. They already said goodnight half an hour ago, so Sabina answers, puzzled. Before she can even say hello, Joel starts talking.
“Sabina? Sabina, I found her. Isabel.”
Confusion floods her. They already had an entire conversation about finding Isabel. But Joel corrects himself—he found her photo. After they hung up, he combed back through the Ogden Police Department’s website and social media. He is pretty sure he found Isabel’s picture from three years ago, when police were trying to identify the Jane Doe recovered at the underpass. He sends her the link and warns her it is not easy to look at.
Sabina switches the call to speakerphone and clicks the link. A Facebook post from three years earlier appears. She gasps.
Now she understands why Marlie had been so slow to identify the photo Sabina showed her. The smiling blonde girl with rosy cheeks and long hair bears almost no resemblance to the gaunt, blue-haired woman on the screen. Her high cheekbones protrude sharply above dark hollows. Her short, spiky hair is bright blue in some places and bleached light in others. Her lips pull down at the corners in a lax, frozen frown.
“Oh,” Sabina whispers. Gooseflesh rises over her arms like she has just stepped into an ice bath. It is not only that she is looking at a deceased Jane Doe. The gray pallor of Isabel’s skin and her closed eyes are hard enough. But there is something about her expression—as if she squeezed her eyes shut to keep from seeing something awful—that twists Sabina’s stomach painfully.
The post is painfully brief. Two short sentences describe Isabel as eighteen to twenty-five years old, found near the cemetery in Ogden. It has a handful of likes, a few comments, and five shares. That is all. It feels like the wind has been knocked out of Sabina. She imagines Isabel’s parents, their faces blurry because she has never met them. Their daughter has been here all this time, buried beneath posts about traffic patterns and police bulletins. Dead, all these years.
Joel gently tells her that Isabel is buried in the cemetery as a Jane Doe, only a few blocks from the underpass. Grave number five-zero-three. There is a burial record on the Weber County Coroner’s website. He texts it to her and says he will add it to the dossier.
Sabina’s eyes blur with tears. “Thanks. I’m sure her parents will…” She lets the sentence go, unsure how to finish. Her chest aches with sadness for Isabel and her parents, but there is a brittle anger there too. None of this is fair. Logically, she knows the Palphreymans getting closure has nothing to do with her own desperate search for Andrea. But it still stings that they are the ones with answers—answers they were not even trying to find.
After saying goodnight to Joel for the second time, Sabina forwards Nadia the links. Nadia will know how to reach Isabel’s parents. Then Sabina lies in bed with the lights off, listening to the wind thrash tree branches across the window. She keeps the laptop open on the pillow beside her, staring at Isabel Palphreyman’s Jane Doe photo for so long that when her eyes finally close, a green-tinged after-image burns behind her eyelids.
Isabel was not her daughter. Sabina never even met her. The grief does not make sense on the surface, but the gutted hollow in her chest does not care. Regardless of whether Isabel’s fate is tied to Andrea’s, Isabel is another lost girl whose life took a turn for the worse because of Dennis Beaumont. Sabina decides she will visit Isabel’s grave before she leaves Ogden. Maybe by then, it will have a proper marker with her name instead of Jane Doe.
“Rest in peace, sweet girl,” she whispers.
## Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter is devastating in the quietest way. There is no explosive action, yet every beat lands like a stone in still water. Sabina’s need to give Isabel dignity, even while her own search for Andrea remains unanswered, makes her both heartbreaking and deeply human. The contrast between the smiling blonde girl and the blue-haired Jane Doe is haunting. The detail about the post getting only a few likes and shares before disappearing under everyday police bulletins is the kind of small cruelty that makes grief feel enormous. I felt Sabina’s anger, sadness, and helplessness right alongside her.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
My prediction is that Sabina will visit Isabel’s grave before leaving Ogden, and that cemetery visit will not be purely symbolic. Grave 503 may connect to something else—perhaps Dennis visited it, or someone left flowers there, or the burial record reveals an unidentified witness. I also suspect Nadia will reach out to Isabel’s parents, and their reaction may give Sabina new information about Dennis Beaumont’s patterns. The chapter’s heavy focus on closure suggests that Sabina is about to trade one mystery for another, and whatever she finds at Isabel’s grave may bring her closer to the truth about Andrea—or warn her that she is next.
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